Looking into the distance, Rong Yi held his already scarred hand tightly and ordered Qu Feng and others on the side:

"Call people to search the mountains, and be sure to find the prince's concubine!"

The sound is light and ethereal, melting into the rain, turning into tears, without any trace.

A summer rain drizzled for most of the day, like tears from a lover, constantly washing away the dazzling and charming colors in the villa covered with red brocade.

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The sun seemed a little dazzling, and why did the bed beneath her keep bumping?

She slowly reached out to cover her eyes, but when she raised her hand, she felt a pain coming from her shoulders.

When I opened my eyes slightly, I first saw the light curtain dancing, and the sunlight shone through the gaps when it was flying.

Looking from afar, you can still see the willow trees looming outside the curtain.

She seemed to be in a carriage.

But where is this carriage going?

Just as she frowned and thought, a light breath suddenly came to her nose, and then a very handsome young man's face appeared above her sight.

"You are a disciple of the teacher, you have been in a coma for so many days but finally woke up."

She looked at the man in front of her who looked not only beautiful but also had a nice voice, and asked in a blink of an eye, with a silence:

"Who are you? Do you know me?"

Hearing her words, the man with a very beautiful appearance couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then asked with a smile:

"Baby disciple, don't you know the teacher?"

Disciple? As a teacher?

She looked at the man with a bit of evil smile in front of her, and he was not old.

She sat up slowly, and she looked at the evil man in black in front of her in confusion and asked, "Are you my master? Then do you know who I am?"

Except for the sound of horse hooves outside the carriage, the carriage suddenly became silent.

"Do you - don't even remember who you are?" The evil man in black stared at her for a while before asking.

She frowned and thought about it hard for a while, but felt a split headache and said bitterly:

"I don't seem to remember anything!"

The man in black who claimed to be her master did not seem to be a fake when he looked at her completely confused look in her eyes, which was clearly black and white.

However, no matter whether she is really amnesia or fake, she should not escape from his palm again.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes.

Just as she was wondering if the man in black was teasing her, she saw the man in black smiled evilly again on his handsome face, and then she was hugged into his arms with his long arms.

"If you don't remember anything, you can't remember it. You just need to remember that you are Ming Yulong and I am your favorite master."

"Ming Yulong..." Ming Yulong, who had no idea about the past, murmured his name in a low voice, frowned slightly and wanted to remember something through it, but in the end he gave up, "Is this my name?"

but......

The man in black said he was his master...

Ming Yulong looked down at him holding his arms around his waist and a claw that touched his hands.
Chapter completed!